Ximen Longting's pupils were constricted, and he was looking at the white bridge not far away. Jing Jiaren's back was turned into a small ball, crying like a child.
"What will happen to her and the child if you become a puppet? You have more to do." Leng Lintian's hand patted his shoulder twice.
Ximen Longting grabbed his wrist fiercely, as if to twist his hand, but the movement was so severe that he froze halfway.
He shook off Leng Lintian's hand as if bored: "Fuck you!"
Leng Lintian walked forward with a smile, still looking strange.
"Leng Lintian!"
Two men, standing with their backs facing each other.
Ximen Longting clenched his hands into fists, and veins popped out on the back of his hands. He forced a voice from between his lips and teeth: "Thank you——"
The smile on the corner of Leng Lintian's mouth became even bigger, and his eyes were blurred and empty: "Ximen, I'm not doing this for you."
"Get out of here before I kill you."
Ximen Longting's fist fell into the air. He was so furious because he saw that Leng Lintian's love was so strong that it was no less than him.
How could he endure that there was another man in this world who loved her so much.
He is the one who should love her most.
…
Jing Jiaren hugged her knees with her hands and buried her face between her legs. She didn't know how long she had been crying. When she felt her legs starting to feel numb and she slowly straightened up, she suddenly saw a figure sitting next to her.
Jing Jiaren's eyes widened in surprise. Ximen Longting sat next to her and looked into the distance.
"Ximen Longting?" Jing Jiaren was a little at a loss, "When did you come?"
"It's been a long time."
"Then...why didn't you call me?"
"You are so focused on crying, how dare I interrupt you?" Ximen Longting's tone was as sarcastic and high-pitched as ever. He turned his face and stared at her. The messy tears on her face really bothered her.
"Have you cried enough? Let's go!" Ximen Longting stood up and saw that she was still sitting on the ground blankly. He took off his men's jacket and put it on her shoulders.
Jing Jiaren looked at him dully, was this really the Ximen Longting she knew?
She would actually sit next to her silently and watch her cry for an hour?
Shouldn't he pull her up and ask her fiercely - why are she crying?
"Aren't you going back yet?" Ximen Longting looked at her deeply and asked.
Jing Jiaren rubbed her knees and tried to stand up, but her legs felt weak.
"I don't have the strength..."
"Didn't you eat at noon?" Ximen Longting bent down, picked her up horizontally, and walked across the bridge on the steps.
Jing Jiaren leaned her face against his chest, breathed in his breath, and murmured, "Ximen Longting, why don't you ask me why I'm sitting here crying?" This was not in line with his domineering CEO style.
Ximen Longting pursed his lips and remained silent.
"You don't have to worry about me, actually I -"
"This is the last time I forgive you for crying for another man, especially Leng Lintian." Ximen Longting interrupted her and said in a low voice, "No matter how good he is, you already have me. Remember
You are Ximen Longting’s Jing Jiaren!”
Jing Jiaren's heart sank and she looked at him in surprise: "You know?"
Knowing that she was crying for Leng Lintian, he actually admitted it in front of her for the first time - Leng Lintian was excellent.
"Did you hear everything?" Jing Jiaren couldn't help but tighten her grip on his shirt, "I originally didn't want to agree to him and owe him this favor again, but I..." b